Sweltering hot
start to the spring
Hail and squall
drenching autumn eve
Rainbows adorning
clear summer skies
Winter giving up
on shivering
If nature can play
with clime and season
unmindful of place
or waiting for a reason
What keeps you
consoling
in giving up on dreams
in the name of growing?
Find me an addiction
worse than craving
for salary or certainty
and I will cease
throwing away life
in the name of living.
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